This is one of those "perfect" British productions (with exception of the trite, sentimental score) that you are nonetheless likely to forget without being sure exactly why. It's admittedly very "intelligent" but ultimately uninspired...and who cares about these people, anyway? It's not that they are not likeable; it's that we are supposed to care about them to the extent we have shared some part of their experience. That boils down to a harmless narcissism that ultimately limits this viewer's interest. Anybody who has sent their child off to college understands that singular sense of grief, but it passes just as your memory of the show is likely to do the same. And boy, does that gooey, generic music get on one's nerves!!
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